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Mr cool’s got the big bollox
Step back ‘fore he fills you
Full of hollow tips

Pitty pat, pitty pat hard on the kitty cat
Triple X got the pussy

Laid Way Back

Webbie

Welcome Home Pimp C: Trill Of Trill

2006

happen was I had stopped by my nigga be spot
And he had a big blunt of that dro and I forgot

I was s'pose to go to the studio I got some hits to drop

(My lord, give me a sign)
(That all will be fine)
(When the storm passes me by)
(Me by)
Oh baby, I don't wanna hurt you
Maybe we should go and end

in this shit nigga DatWay
Pocket full of cheesecake
Run it up relay
Get your lil ass off the block you PJ
He don't play this then we beating up the DJ

pastor (oh, Lawd)
I shoulda save my money for a rainy day later
But it's already bright, don't worry 'bout my future

My cup's half empty not half full

and he doesn't know

Will we keep him alive or does he have to go
I don't know when it pops and we all rise
I got a club full of killers and we all high

You can find me in the club, with a bottle full of bub Mami I got what you need if you wanna feel a buzz I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love

With flow so foul you’d think it’s shooting out the wrong end

By song’s end he’ll hone his own brand
A real-estate mogul just like his old man
His pop

Yeah,
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone,
I'll wait,
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
To all

Chianardo Di Caprio

Chino XL

I Told You So

2001

invade Helen of Troy
Single dominant A-male, getting pussy by mistake
How much hate mail can one pretty nigga generate?
Wasn't delicious bullets missing me

I hit the club all the girls say yeah uh
Do it one time for the mo eh eh he he
Just a fool
Look how I'm stuntin
Hit the club with a fine sugar

"Gen’lmen, we just havin’ church
Here" Six words which - directed at me and
A fellow soul buff at the Full
Gospel Tabernacle church by it's chuckling

tell your fucking wife to blow me
Nigga, it's still fuck you (Still fuck you)

Yo, still searching for Easter
Pink on Easter Sunday
Black lip pastor Herb

immigrants
On my Troy cverage shit
Shooting like Curry
They messed with the squad
We gone move in a hurry
Deadly assassins
We shoot with precision
Make

Big Troy, Hound Dog, Draco and the Dwight Man
I ain't gon' never see y'all again, man
Life is real, yo
Know what I'm sayin'? But I know it's gon' get

she hole, she got hokey poked

She want me to shoot her club up but I'm not Troy Ave
She be looking for a come up 'cause she stay down bad
Made

Join die club, waar ons puff voor ons draf
Geleer deur Zeeck, wat geleer is deur die skag
Kry nie beter nie , dis die munchies na die lag
Ja kyk hier

cat, he just poured me some juice
C4 blow my line, pack gone, we had to re up Duece
Leaning and I'm high (leanin' and I'm)
Riding with big fye (ridin'

A roach full of herbs
What's this in that cigar?
Medical marijuana officer, I got a weed card
What condition you smoke weed for?
Trevon Jones
Place your

to trust
Ahh

Come listen to my revelvation 
Daddy gone cuz he didn't have patience
No food in the crib
No food in the fridge
No stomach  on full it was

and events. Following his father's way of life who was as a club house dj. He received an award of recognition in 2013 from Business of Fashion hosted by Asaoke

and events. Following his father's way of life who was as a club house dj. He received an award of recognition in 2013 from Business of Fashion hosted by Asaoke

I just can't keep up the pace
Tired of running away
And I'm all over the place
Man, I'm a mess, need rest in peace by palm trees and the waves

I got

a skunk
I'ma need 10K to walk in your club
I can tell by they eyes that they throwin' slugs
Then smile in my face and ask for a hug
Bitch, you full